Felix stayed in Snape's office until the end of the first class in the afternoon before leaving and hurriedly rushing to teach the seventh-grade wizard.

He stood on the podium and looked at the little wizards from the four academies below.

There are less than twenty in total, "Tsk tsk! There are so few."

As early as the beginning of school, Felix communicated with Professor McGonagall, and could "appropriately" relax students' grades and allow some young wizards with A grades to enter his improvement class.

The reason for doing this is to think that "one more is one". Perhaps he can use his strong personal charm to fool a little wizard into joining the ancient magical research family.

But before he arrived, this course was lukewarm and the response was very dull. Except for those wizards who were interested in studying ancient literature or wanted to enter the Guling Pavilion and the Ministry of Magic’s elderly care department, others were very interested in this.

So in his seventh grade class, he was either a top student, who would not let go of any mistakes, and who would try to choose as much as possible; or he was a poor student, who happened to be lucky enough to get an A (pass) escape from the net in the ancient magic texts.

For example, Marcus Flint is a typical representative of poor students. After entering the seventh grade, he chose two courses - the magical biology course and the ancient magical text.

Among them, the ancient magic script was only entered by Felix's opening, otherwise he would have been able to take a course.

As far as Felix knows, the seventh-grade magical creature protection class will increase the knowledge of raising and cultivating rare magical creatures, and require a lot of information to be read and memorized. With Marcus Flint's brain comparable to the trolls, Felix really doesn't know how he passed the exam.

On the podium, Felix waved his wand and let more than a dozen papers scatter in all directions and landed in front of the corresponding little wizard.

He commented: "In general, your grades have improved steadily. But I must remind you that according to the previous NEWTs assessment standards, you must translate a complete ancient document."

"This means that during your exam, there may be quite an obscene ancient magic texts. If you search through the five-year ancient magic text textbooks, you will not find the corresponding knowledge."

"Professor, how should we deal with it?" said a witch of Ravenclaw, wearing a pair of highly recognizable, thick glasses.

"Miss Vera, this involves some test skills, such as speculating the meaning of the word."

"Specify the meaning of the word?" Vera pushed her glasses and asked in confusion.

"In the ancient magic textbooks in the sixth and seventh grades, there is a considerable amount of space used to explain the evolution of ancient magic texts. For example, Eoh, it has gone through seven versions, and the meaning and writing method of each version are slightly different."

"But in fact, as long as you sort out its evolution logic, you will find that its core meaning has never really changed."

Vera nodded, she knew all this knowledge.

Professor Haip continued: "So, as long as you know one of the ancient magic texts, you can make reasonable speculations based on its core meaning and context."

"Even those magical texts that you have never been exposed to before, you can make reasonable speculations based on the word shape. This requires the use of 27 common evolution forms..."

"Of course, magical texts that are in this range require separate memory, but not many."

Marcus next to her looked desperate. What are you talking about?

Why do I know every word, but it is like a heavenly book?

"I understand, Professor Happ." Vera said excitedly.

In this class, she was the only one who truly loved ancient magical literature and was determined to embark on this path, but her research direction was literature translation.

This was actually influenced by her family - her grandfather was the vice president of the Ancient Magical Arts Association.

When she came home on Christmas holidays, when she talked about the new Hogwarts professor of ancient magic culture, Felix Hepp, her grandfather's expression of beard-blowing eyes was really interesting.

On the one hand, he scolded Felix for being a heretic and going on the wrong path, but on the other hand, he shyly admitted that "he does have real skills, you can barely learn from him", which made her put Professor Happ on the same height as her grandfather in her heart.

"Let's continue-" After solving the daily questions, Felix's eyes fell on Marcus: "Flint, your grades are always hovering around A (pass) and I'm very worried about you."

Marcus was sad, he really spent a lot of effort on ancient magic texts. Even when he was training on the Quidditch Stadium, there was an ancient magic textbook in his schoolbag - although he had only opened it once in total.

But at least his attitude was there, and he had never been concerned about other classes like this. But unfortunately, he was really not the material. Marcus wanted to quit, but when he saw Felix, he shivered and could not pluck up the courage.

"Teacher, professor, I will work hard," Marcus said tremblingly.

"Very good, come to me if you have any questions."

Felix began to formally attend classes. In this small classroom, the academic master and the poor student were clearly separated. The more the academic master listened, the more he became more and more confused. Marcus was an alternative - he was a poor student, but he forced to show the spiritual appearance of the great student.

A class passed quickly.

Felix left with a stack of parchment paper, and he was in his hand with the homework of the seventh grader.

Today, he received a total of three grades of holiday homework. Felix was preparing to give full play to his assistant's enthusiasm for learning, let her do her best to give all the homework for the third and fourth grades to her.

In the evening, Felix casually looked at Professor Flitvie's Christmas gift - a manuscript of ancient magic.

There are two kinds of handwriting on the parchment, one is the extremely ancient and long-standing ancient magic text, and the other is the supplement and annotation of Professor Flivi, which contains his ideas for studying this magic.

Very illuminating.

However, according to Professor Flivi, he did not have special talents in ancient magic, so this incomplete ancient magic was studied in collaboration with his former ancient magic professor, Babuling. When Professor Babuling left Hogwarts for vacation, the research fell to a standstill.

This time, I gave the manuscript to Felix, which is also an invitation to collaborative research.

Felix waved his wand, and the hazy light blue light shone like a river of galaxies, passing through the air and falling on a quill.

The brown quill first turned into a toothpick, and then quickly expanded to become the size of a cane. As Felix continued to inject magic, the quill grew to about seven feet, and was still alive.

"Well, the effect is similar to combining the two magics of the Shrinking Spell and the Amplifying Spell, but in essence it does not have the high consumption, high risk and high intensity characteristics of ancient magic."

"On the contrary, it is more like modern simplified magic. There is a limit to the power and magic consumption."

“Is it because the part that supplements it is to simplify the idea of ​​magic?”

Felix wrote and painted on parchment and prepared to fight a protracted battle. It was not easy to restore ancient magic.
Chapter completed!